Top Songs By The Four Owls
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Four Owls
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
James Leigh
Composer
Lyrics
I couldn't really give a fuck about the money
See, I do this with the love and passion to makes me hungry
Since a roaby lil kid on London tracks me the skock trees
Depended for albums of flying on other country
Denying with my brother the album is great, is mistery
Was born to make history, run and hate just twenty ten for every minute
Let's take it and bool it literaly
Why? Cuz I live for creativity, I'm still just as hungry
I still can't calm down
Still got the fire bring my higher hit the beat as loud
Push up hungry until my blood and now the leaf is pounds
Wait the hitters and I fall the hit celebration
And that's for sure cause the celebration
With anything left there's only mean to your creation
Only in patient, a placemnet in a matrix giving statements to the nation
On a daily base nsince this subrivation
Try for more lime cuz life will take us and get retarded to take us
You get this regarded like most favours
But we use to be all about the love life that gave us
But I'm inot dust like corners rave
Really signing papers, next step like aligators
And every country like grime more conceding
Start to banging out the door like pissed off neighbours
But I love the hatres, they only make me circumstance
No like keep under, it's the beat monster
With a hunch posture, caught your hand, there's a pussy on your bromsta
One that broom sound let it gunsta
I talk about a million pouns to have more millions around is only letting as a fact
Boy you try to play it safe, break brown
As he know we making with snakes
Time goes stune like we break down
So tell me once more awhay vay is you
If you said fame we don't hold the same view
Use to chase money now I'm not the same dude
We smok from the heart now I gotta stay truth
Are you let by desire boy? Let by fire inside to get higher, higher
Or are you let by a lie and how?
Is actually now pumping beat and let by your wier
Dressing black, made the test, mine is tight
You lift it all and try to walk all the steps of vagina
More hating by hatred and pray for distruction of Vuda, is sacrant
Many lot more ovation in the shapeless paranoid, unable to face it
Suddenly I'm hanging into love, I'm embrasing
No matter how roaf it's a rain got it brave
Relax beat it, i paint that picture til you'll see it
Out to be the store statue in the museum
A flame was lifted, time is glip, under the glitz till I split cuz I love this more
Suffering from the posses you running on extra
You five devels are more and a heart this pure
Alwayse tip more, steal that will report, we'll speeling on the floor
To keep it roll on the ten years more
Motivated by a force coast from nature
I love tha haters they just jelous of they dedicat us
Never did this for the pennies or sold it out for the jennies
Always just looking for the next twenty
I can't stop it, not until they cut the break rolls
Never sure that will appreciate more of the crowds
Shut up just into the door and put it the booting
This is a movment, the reward is to feel surving
Writer(s): Midge Ure, Dave Formula, Steve Strange, Peter Anselm Egan, William Lee Currie
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